For KatRox

Megan stared at the papers that were on the table, she picked up the Daily Planet, and opened up to a bila mpangilio section in the paper. Her eyes bugged out. Harley’s picture was in it. She wore a skimpy bikini, blue with red polka dots. Large sunglasses, her hair had grown back to its normal length that they were all used to. She held a drinking glass, that held a red colored drink. Megan almost coughed up her cereal, when Superboy walked in. He strode over to her ad smacked her as lightly as he could on the back, hand tingling as he touched her. “You okay M’gann?” Megan nodded, “Yeah,...

Heh. Prepare for the rushed, horribly written battle scene that probably has tons of plot holes, as usual. Whatevs it was fun! I'll try to do these a little faster, which should be easier now that I don't have that battle scene hanging over me...:P BTWs if wewe need a refresher, all parts are in my favorites!
A loud thunk came from the back of the bioship, and three small shapes tumbled to the floor. Brushing themselves off, the kids got up, and walked to the front, legs wobbly from having been cramped in the same position for hours straight. Luckily, the Leaguers had left the cameras on, and...

The following excerpt contains major spoilers for the finale of Divided We Fall. If wewe wish to read the book with no spoilers, please exit this page. wewe have been warned.
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New York City
June 18, 08:09 EST
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Sam groaned and rolled over. He didn’t find Holly. Sam slowly sat up, looking around for his girlfriend. This was strange, holly never got up before him. Sam rolled out of kitanda and tried to flatten his hair before pulling on a vazi and walking into the living room. He was about to start worrying...

Goodnight Moon.. :)

He set up the mic, played a small tune on his kinanda and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it zaidi au less sing it to her.

Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One kwa one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.

"And don't go to kitanda yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.

If my ukuta clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.

'Cause I've been trying way too long,...

Name: Samuel Grant
Code name: Red Revenge
Age: 24
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 213 lb.
Eye and Hair Color: True blue eyes, shaggy dark hair with natural streaks of blonde
Physical form: Muscular, masculine (no they aren't the same thing), clean shaven
Normal "Civvies": Khakis, T-Shirt, Suit Jacket
Uniform: Black stab/bullet-proof body suit with red cape, mask, markings, outlines, and gloves.
Attitude: Nice guy, sympathetic for those who deserve it, harsh and cold when needed. Very much a politician and businessman. Cold and dark when Red Revenge.
Job: CEO of Grant Industries
Home: New York City
Powers: None
Abilities:...

Interviewrer : hujambo so this week I'm interviewing one of gothams most mysterious ( cheeks redden a bit and says idiotically in upendo ) and one of the biggest moyo throbs Bentley Thompson I mean uh nice ( cheeks redden more)

Mclovin: he has a girlfriend wewe know....Ughhh don't think silver will let wewe flirt with her man...

Bentley: moyo throb?...( looks at both of wewe confused)

Interviewer: so Bentley whats your inayopendelewa colour?

Bentley: umm.... ( shrugs) well I guess black I dunno

Interviewer: yeah black suits you....( stares at wewe lovingly)

Bentley: ( looks at wewe confused ) I have a girlfriend...

This is based on a roleplay we had on the ukuta yesterday, where Rowan challenged Fin, Mel, and Aisling to a video game. Even though the game broke, this is what would’ve happened if it hadn’t! xD
The two figures walked down the shadowed alley, not saying a word. Her dark curls were pulled into a messy ponytail, as they always were, and she kept on shaking the stray strands out of her turquoise eyes. His now-brown eyes---he was wearing colored contacts, so that their purple coloring didn’t evoke suspicion, kept on reverting to her, as much as he wanted them not to, and he absentmindedly...

Still taking spots of anyone wants to join.

Lexi ignored the pain in her left wrist as she struck the punching bag. Mel sat in the middle of the floor, flipping through the channels
"Boring...boring...boring." Mel alisema with each flip of the channel. 
"And here's the main general of sector 56 who is still on land...it has been reported that he did not travel with his sector this afternoon." Mel stared at the screen, and Lexi stopped what she was doing to stare at the screen.
"What sector was dad in?" Lexi pulled off her gloves.
"No idea..." 
"Wasn't it-?" Mel cut Lexi off.
"SHH. Listen!"
"The general...

I have seen what man can do

I ran from The Labs the earth that touched my feet sent chills down my back. I felt so close to it, like a connection.

I look at myself in the mirror, i was not born. I wasn't made kwa god...i was made kwa man. A selfish human, who wanted me...to...destroy, everything.

When the evil lives inside of you

I saw the pain and fright of the people i attacked. I hurt them to no end, and i felt nothing. No mourning, no sadness. Until now. I couldn't care, i felt no pain, i would ignore the fear...and i killed them all. All of them...so helpless.

I look down at the things i have...

Fang sat on the beach, throwing rocks and watching them skip over the murky green water. He turned his head to sound of five pairs of fluttering wings behind him.
"What?"
"We need your help."
"With what, Max?"
"To find him, Fang."
"Why? wewe except me to help after wewe haven't come in contact with me in three years? I don't think so."
"Why?"
"I wouldn't help if wewe were the last person on earth." Fang chuckled and stood up, turning to face Max. Her dirty blonde blew in the wind and her soft brown eyes studied Fang. Angel the youngest of the flock, knew what was about to happen, she quickly stood betwen...

The sound was haunting, alluring. It overruled her senses, driving her into some sweet perfection and causing her to crave it. It was dangerous, unknowing. And it seduced her. Her eyes opened, looking into light purple. Hypnotizing purple. A hand stroked her cheek lightly. The zaidi she stared, the zaidi she couldn't pull her gaze away.
“Glad wewe could jiunge me. I wouldn't want to be called a liar. Are wewe ready?”
She nodded, not looking away. He removed his hand from her cheek and helped her up. She kept her eyes on him as he lead her into a different room. He turned to her.
“Get dressed....

BAM! Assasinated by....yours truly....SilverWings13



Skylar pulled Harley out the front door. Harley was wearing a cacky-jacket and some blue jeans. Skylar in a sweatshirt lined with fuzz and some torn jeans.
"Come on!" Skylar rushed.
"I dont think cheeseburgers is exactly 'romantic'." Harley said. Skylar shrugged.
"Its something right?" Skylar said. He lifted harley up and onto a motorcycle.
"This is yours?" Harley asked.
"Yep!" Skylar alisema as he hopped on.
"I didnt know wewe had a motorcycle!" Harley said.
"You do now!" Skylar replied and started the engine.
"Hold on tight!" He alisema and Harley...

What was the last thing wewe ate?
Air.

What was the last thing wewe drank?
Air.

What's the best thing you've ever bought?
I have no idea!

What's the worst thing you've ever bought?
A hobo's sock... Don't ask!

What's the best thing you've ever been given?
Love- and then I Lost it...

What's the worst thing you've ever been given?
Insults?

What are your future goals?
Living long enough to experience my future!

Describe your bedroom?
Can't. It's a secret! >:D NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW WHAT MY ROOM LOOKS LIKE!

What's your most embarrassing moment?
Not sure which is the worst!

Who do wewe consider the most beautiful...

I ilitumwa this b4 on YJ group, now here for some ppl to know my relationship status with Kaldur!

( B4 Kal went rouge)

Harley kicked the punching bag with fired anger. Roy had promised her a tarehe tonight but then canceled because of a Cheshire sighting. He always canceled. She Kicked it again, and it went flying on the hook and sand spilled from the bag. And the punching bag slammed into Kaldur as she walked in. he was pressed back against the wall, and Harley ran over to help, "Oh god Kaldur! are wewe okay!?"
Kaldur stood up brushing himself off, "Yes, i am fine thank you." He looked at her and...

OOC: (evil chuckle) don't be hating on me. au my views. I just thought it was time!
Quick Summary of the last few parts: Kenzie left to find out who she really was, ran into Brennan and Chelsea.
Delta, Devin, Robin, Aisling and Bats went to find her and engaged in battle with Chelsea and Brennan.
Keheheh.. enjoy! And comment... that's required in order to read. ;D
NOT REALLY! NO COME BACK AND READ!! COMMENTING IS OPTIONAL!! OPTIONAL, I SAY! I just appreciate wewe more. xD

Chelsea grinned. On the floor was every one of those little brats, and even Batman, and it was all on her. She grinned as she...

Silver
Gender: female
Alter Ego: Circe Valkyrie
Aliases: Circ (pronounced: sirs)
Age:15
Known Locations: nyota City
Personality: witty, smart, funny, mischievous (like her namesake)
Appearance: medium blue body suit with a silver crescent moon on the chest, a glowing silver chain as a ukanda and thigh high blue boots. Eyes are pure green and lips are silver. When in silver form, the pants some how shrink into a leotard and her skin turns into silver, along with her hair.
Civvies: Mostly just faded jeans with whatever juu looks best with them and sometimes a pair of headphones. Green iris', normal lips....

Well, guess I can't jiunge an RP community without characters, right? Sorry if I break every single rule wewe have; I don't know all of them yet. (I'm studying.)

Also, I’m sorry about the lack of pictures. I'm drawing these two later and will certainly have a hell of a time finding pictures online, so kubeba with me.


Plague Rat

Name: Chip Winnipeg

Alias: Plague Rat

Age: 22

Alignment: Neutral.

Appearance: Paler than a gamer's left cheek. Dyed blonde hair (with the roots showing, because some people just suck at hair dye) that stays in a stiff wave above his face. Dull grey eyes with noticeable circles...